worse than a sugar addiction

Well, after my last post it shouldn't come as any surprise that my Spoonful today is earrings. I found a shop where I pretty much like, oh, all their earrings. It was too hard for me to pick one, so I picked two for pictures. This should reinforce how bad this all really is. *sigh* Oh well. Roll with the punches, right?

Without further ado, my Spoonful. They're from Gypsy Studio. They have such beautiful jewelry! It's sure to get noticed. In my ears. When I buy them all.

So check out the whole shop. I have to go look at earrings now. Have a great night!

i hope it's not contagious

I have a sickness. It came on suddenly. I am addicted to earrings. Thanks a lot, Mom. Maybe I'm making up for all the years I just wore plain studs in my many ear holes. I now have an insane fascination with dangle earrings. Which means I'm also going to have to find studs to match all my dangle earrings. Because I cannot wear my diamond (ok, CZ) earrings with everything. Six holes to fill. Not a lot of dollars to do it with. My oh my.

I've pulled up about 15 pairs on Etsy. All of which I really, really want to buy. Do you think earrings are a good enough reason for a bank loan? This is not good. This is so not good.

I've also decided I have to make myself an earring holder. We don't want all my pretties getting tangled and mangled, now do we? I've been thinking about making some for my shop, but I'm going to test run it on myself. It's going to be a picture frame thing with mesh in the middle. It kinda looks like window screening. Then you can stick your earrings through the mesh and have them all on a stylish, beautiful, unique tiled frame. I feel like I should have a some kind of catchy jingle to go with that sentence.

I'm seriously leaving my blog page to go search for more earrings. I need an intervention. Holy crap. I'm twitching. I have to go buy some earrings and then have them rush delivered because my earlobes cannot be deprived another day. I told you I was sick.

charming sweetness

Look at how cool I am. I'm doing my Spoonful before 11pm. Glad I got up this morning :)

The house is all empty again. *sigh* It was nice having my family here. I got really, really lucky in the family department. Immediate and extended. Feeling that much love and support from that many people is awesome. Just one more thing I have to be grateful for.

This has to be kinda quick cause the dog wants to chase squirrels outside. I've kind of bombarded you with posts lately, so I'll make this one short and sweet (like sugar...I'm so witty).

I'm not usually a charm bracelet person. It's too much. It overwhelms my freakishly small wrists. But these might change my mind. They come from Poet Summer. I picked a cool one for the picture, but they're all so unique...

It's a Starbucks bracelet! I'm not a huge Starbucks fan, but I loved the colors. Check out all the other stuff in the shop! There's TONS to look through!

gaining perspective

I found out the other night that a friend of mine died on Monday. He technically was my sister's friend. They dated for awhile. But he kept in contact with me through Facebook and stuff. Every now and then he'd write me a goofy little message. He was just a baby. So, so young and really just full of life. He loved his family, his friends and his life. He was just one of those people that seemed invincible. He was a force of nature.

When my mom told me, it stopped me in my tracks. I just cried. I mean, we weren't super close, but he had so much ahead of him. It really blew my mind. It's always sad when someone dies, but his death just shocked the hell outta me. I guess it's always that way when someone you know dies. The face on the news means something then. He was just so strong, healthy, cute beyond belief, happy, funny, and sweet.

It really kind of puts you in your place. I was just rolling along, hurting and feeling sorry for myself, and then I heard that and it kind of shook me. I could die tomorrow. Would I be happy with how I've been spending the last few months? Probably not. It's not like you just get over a divorce or something like that. It's a process and there's lots of grieving and sorting to do. You can't stop that. But you can remember to be grateful. You can remember that each day is a gift. You can remember that there are much, much worse things than what is happening to you. You can keep things in perspective.

If you're the praying kind, send some prayers his family's way. Here's the link to an article that my mom sent me a few minutes ago. Read it, look at his picture and really see him, and remember to keep things in perspective.

sugar covered purple elephants & yellow aardvarks

Went to dinner with the fam tonight. We ate a a really yummy restaurant called Potato Patch. They throws rolls at you. For real. This guy comes out with a big pan of rolls and tosses them to you. It's this fantastic home-cooking place. They have big yeast rolls and sometimes roll guy throws muffins. Homemade muffins...Then every table gets an appetizer of fried green tomatoes and fried okra for free. Welcome to Texas, ya'll. I think I ate more carbs tonight than I will for the rest of the year. Three rolls, a muffin, fried okra, chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, and mac and cheese. I kid you not. I stuffed myself to the point of physical pain. Ah carbs. How I love thee.

I'm going to start a brand new psychological program. It will be called retail therapy. I don't care if it seems irresponsible or dangerous to your credit. It's a tried and true solution to most of life's problems. There's just something about getting new stuff that is good for the soul. Everyone can sign up for the low, low cost of $812. It's a deal, I know. There's a goody bag included :)

While getting new stuff heals all wounds (screw time!), I think a lot about what I can do to make myself happier. It's hard. What I want to be happy is my husband. I want my life back. But I don't get that. So I have to find a way around it. I was driving to my hair appointment today and I had an epiphany. I can let go and move on, no matter how much it hurts, or I can keep holding on to something that's already gone. I don't want to let go. I don't want to be in this position. But I'm learning that life rarely gives you a choice. I wish it was as easy as just letting go. It's going to be more like prying my cold dead fingers off. I know my heart is going to break many more times before I come out on the other side, but I guess it's just going to have to hurt.

That was all kind of random. I haven't had a lot of time to myself since family has been in town, so my thoughts build up all day and then I just start making absolutely no sense because my brain gets everything jumbled up. But this post is actually for my Spoonful of Sugar. I'll get to it now. And quick cause I took my sleeping pill...

I found this darling little thing the other day and I just keep coming back to it. It's from Lil' Sprout Knits.

I have this strange urge to buy a whole elephant family. I just want to hold it. I've always like weird stuffed animals. I had a koala, a hippo, and a moose when I was little. Had to be different...I just have a thing for cute little outcast animals. The elephant is becoming more popular though. You know what cracks me up? Aardvarks. People are making a lot of aardvark toys lately. Is it weird that I know that?

My sister had the hiccups the other day and she said that her boyfriend always makes her do something like spell 'purple elephant' out loud and it always works. Something to try. You could do 'yellow aardvark' too. Just a thought.

Anyway, go check out the elephant store. You won't be disappointed. Do it whether you have kids or not. We were all kids once right? Who doesn't need a stuffed elephant to make life seem a little happier and easier. Answer: no one.

P.S. I always publish my post and then read it over to check for mistakes and stuff. I just realized that in my labels for the post I totally wrote 'crabs' instead of 'carbs'. That would have brought in an interesting audience...

ok, i give

I seem to be frustrating people :) I'm not going to say the awful curse word phrase all together. So, maybe if I put some sentences in between it won't feel as bad. We all know what the middle word is. And if we don't, we shouldn't be cursing anyway. So, that's that.

I got my hair done! I looooove it! I'm blonde again (yay!) and I got that haircut where it's longer in the front and shorter in the back. Now I just need my pencil skirt and sexy earrings and I'll be all set. For what, I'm not sure. But I'll be set. I'm trying to take pics to text to my sister, but I always hate how they look. I'm making a funny face or my nose looks super duper crooked. Stupidness, I know. Maybe I'll photoshop them and then put them on here :) Just so you know, I look an awful lot like Charlize Theron, so don't be surprised if you can't tell us apart when you see the pic...Not that I would EVER photoshop someone else's face on mine.

And now, the first word is shit. So we've got the first two. The last one is the trickiest I think. Perhaps I will reveal that later...

So here are the hair pics. For those of you who don't know me, my hair was brown and down to my shoulders. So this is quite a change. Man my nose is crooked. I don't even have a cool broken nose story. I just came like that. I did get hit in the head with a beer bottle though. That's kind of a cool story. I couldn't get a good picture of the side. It's my cell phone people. I did the best I could. I also can't figure out how to get my pics side by side. That's really bugging me.

So anyway, that's the hair. It smells like yummy hair products now. I don't want to wash it out! I'm going out to dinner with the family tonight, so I'll get to show it off.

In other news, my Facebook ad has already reached it's spending limit for the day. Not that I have a really high limit, mind you. I just didn't think it would go so fast. Hopefully it will generate some traffic. I tried StumbleUpon, but it made me mad cause people could rate your site and I don't like it when people give me thumbs down. No one rates it unless they hate it. Stupid. At least Facebook doesn't tell me when I suck. They're PC like that.

Last word is hell. There. Now it's done. You know my dirty little secret cuss word phrase. Try it out though. Twenty bucks says it'll make you feel better. It's what I yell when I stub my toe or something. Great painkiller.

I should really probably go now because I'm just rambling on and on and I doubt I'm being at all interesting. I held on to everyone till the end though by stretching out the cuss word phrase reveal. Not like you all didn't scroll down to those paragraphs and ignore the rest. But a girl can dream. Tune in later for the daily Spoonful of Sugar.

i'm feeling random

I don't know why. Maybe because I'm sitting here waiting to leave for my hair appointment. I have time to think. That is dangerous. I've kind of come to the decision that if my husband doesn't want me, then screw him. I think I've turned some kind of major corner in the battle. I'm still afraid if I think too hard it'll hurt like hell. Let's just see how graceful I am next time I'm PMSing. That'll be the true test.

I apologize for my post from last night. I went back and fixed a bunch of it this morning. There is a reason I don't let myself get on the Internet after I've taken my sleeping pill. God knows what's out there in cyberspace now that I can't remember doing. I'm sure in about 8 years when I'm trying to find a job or get a home loan, it'll pop up. "Excuse me ma'am, but we found THIS on the Internet. I'm sorry to say that we cannot hire you/give you credit/speak your name/allow you to take your baby home from the hospital." My oh my. I can't think of anything too incriminating on my computer already, but God knows I could have created something and I would never know it. I guess if people start crossing to the other side of the street when I walk by, I can take that as a hint.

I bought some advertising on Facebook. We'll see how that goes. Things are slowing down a bit at the shop. I've heard it kinda drops off after Mother's Day though. I did go to a local store and I showed her some of my stuff and she might let me sell in her store. That would be good. Although with Gma Ruby and Aunt Linda here, there really is no need for advertising. I have a list for both of them. Gotta love the family.

My friend introduced me to a new favorite curse word combo yesterday. It's so fun to say! It's the bitterness, sarcasm, anger, rage, and disgust tripled! I'm not going to write it here though. I am a lady. Here are the initials: SFH. Have fun guessing. Once you do it will just roll off your tongue :) I think everyone can figure out the middle letter...Bad, bad, bad I know. But sometimes gosh darn just doesn't cover it.

Ok hair time. I am so excited! Do all women get this excited about having their hair done? Probably not, but it's not like I have a whole heck of a lot else to do lately. Plus the girl who does my hair rocks. Her husband left her like 10 months ago and we man bash the whole time. It's nice to have someone who knows just what it feels like. And she cracks me up. Good times.